There should be flowers all around me But when I look around not a one could I see If it only takes dirt to make flowers grow There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw I gave them the rain that falls from my face But there's not one petal, not even a trace And you can't understand why flowers won't grow There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw Orchids and violence and roses entwined Beautiful gardens all should be mine But misery and sorrow is all that you sow There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw I gave them the rain that falls from my face But there's not one petal, not even a trace And you can't understand why flowers won't grow There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw I gave them the rain that falls from my face But there's not one petal, not even a trace And you can't understand why flowers won't grow There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw